Li Yi glanced at Lin Xian, who was busy organizing in the distance, with a very complicated expression. Luo Yang was doing well; the team was full of young people, energetic and smart, with notable combat strength. But her convoy, with their strongest fighter Liang Lei’s status unknown, not only carried over ten children, but she herself was pregnant, which sounded like a total liability, leaving her utterly discouraged to speak to Lin Xian.
"Huh! ~" At this mont, Sha Sha approached curiously, saying, "Why do these people’s survival pods look just like batteries?."
As soon as the words fell, everyone’s gaze simultaneously turned to the hive pit, only to see the oval survival pods in the concentric descending layers of the hive grid flickering like rows of orderly battery compartnts, connected by mycelium to transmit energy.
"Wow!"
Shi Deyuan had just finished communicating with Lin Xian, and the group ca over together.
"I heard that people in Dawn City have also built hibernation pods to seal themselves inside, hoping to wake up a hundred years later when the apocalypse is over."
"Wishful thinking," Qian Deli sneered. "Unless technology is developed to shield against the dark invasion, hibernation pods during Extre Night are nothing more than zombie incubators."
"Alright, forget about this place."
At this point, Lin Xian approached to speak to everyone.
"The commotion just now wasn’t small. Let’s all return to the carriage first. There’s only 40 minutes of active mycelium period left; after that, countless Abnormal Bodies will be drawn. We’ll maintain silence in the carriage, and if it’s safe, we’ll have people first move out the materials from the permanent warehouse. The remaining ti, we should rest, prep the train, because if there’s a dangerous collapse underground, no one escapes, but if it’s safe, as long as there’s no mycelium infiltration, Abnormal Bodies can’t get in."
"Yes, let’s hurry and act," Chen Sixuan also said at this mont.
With Lin Xian’s words, everyone imdiately began to act. Lin Xian sealed the passage to the Zero Elent Center with a chanical door, and promptly returned to Infinity with Chen Sixuan and others. Kiki had already configured all 20 Thunder Falcon drones for Lin Xian. They all flew to the area near the subway junction at the front of the Joint Train to begin patrolling in the darkness, while all aboard Infinity finally returned to the train.
"The underground tunnel is very damp, plus those mycelium seepage, everyone should be more cautious."
Upon getting onto the train, Lin Xian spoke to everyone.
[Non-chanical energy has been converted, gaining 1000 chanical Source Points.]
At this ti, the light screen lit up again, and Hell Black Chrysanthemum transford 1000 chanical Source Points for Lin Xian once more!
"This S-level is really lucrative, managing to gain so much enhancent."
Upon seeing this, Lin Xian pondered to himself.
Keep in mind that the entire Xilan City has nearly forty thousand survivors living. Despite individual differences, presumably, these individuals have all experienced unprecedented enhancents.
However, issues follow suit. Such imnse dark energy exerts enormous pressure on the body. From what Lin Xian knows, many convoy mbers have yet to recover from the fierce battle, experiencing anxiety, worry, fear, various negative emotions proliferating.
Thus, Lin Xian specifically advised each convoy, stressing that deep within Extre Night, the dark invasion coupled with mbers’ spiritual power pressure requires rigorous psychological counseling to boost morale, otherwise, if mutation occurs, those initially strong combatants beco sources of disaster, triggering a chain reaction of infection, transforming these 500 train carriages into 500 sealed tin cans.
Soon, under Lin Xian’s arrangents, Joint Train completed the carriage cleaning, after defending both front and rear, and entered a silent state, awaiting the end of the active mycelium period.
Inside Infinity’s first carriage, the lights went out, the entire tunnel plunged into darkness, Joint Train lay quiet as a steel dragon deeply buried underground.
On the surface, the mycelium active period cycle was about to end, the city’s spore fog growing more dense. Mycelial carpets and various Night Light Mushrooms swayed continuously in the gentle breeze, street corners and dark alleys were populated with nurous silent human fungi, mycelium vines connected to the ground carpet, with scarlet energy flowing ceaselessly.
In the center of Yijin City, the television observation tower, 468 ters high and full of billion mycelium vines, stood at the hub of Central Square. The canopy spanning two-kiloter diater above emitted rustling tremors, resembling myriad monks chanting dark prayers; bizarre and eerie.
At this ti, beneath the enormous canopy, the mycelium vine energy continuously gathered. The canopy seed to be breathing so ancient catastrophe, deeper and heavier. Finally, in one mont, the umbrella began to leak streams of black viscous mist, pouring down directly, as if a massive hole appeared in the sky, the dark clouds fell to the ground!
The sticky mist, like waves, began to disperse from the city center, engulfing streets, buildings, filling streets and dark alleys. In no ti, all of Yijin City was covered by this viscous substance, and within the impenetrable, untouchable sticky black mist, innurable naless creatures erged.
Eerie whispers sounded in the dark alley, piercing screams echoed in the shadows, terror looming, abnormality descending!
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